Di algo que me estoy dando por vencido contigo
Yo sere el indicado si tu quieres que lo sea
A cualquier lugar yo te hubiera seguindo
Di algo que me estoy dando por vencido contigo
Y Yo
Me siento tan pequeño
Esto esta sobre mi cabeza
Y no se nada en lo absoluto
Y Yo
Tropezare y caere
Aun estoy aprendiendo a amar
Apenas comienzo a gatear
Di algo que me estoy dando por vencido contigo
Lo siento por no poder llegar a ti
A cualquier lugar yo te hubiera seguindo
Di algo que me estoy dando por vencido contigo
Y Yo
Me tragare mi orgullo
Tu eres
A quien yo amo
Y te estoy diciendo adios
Di algo que me estoy dando por vencido contigo
Lo siento por no poder llegar a ti
A cualquier lugar yo te hubiera seguindo
Di algo que me estoy dando por vencido contigo
Di algo que me estoy dando por vencido contigo
Di algo ...
I like to remember things my own way. how i remembered them, not necessarily the way they happened. I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. My DeLicioUs ambiguity.
... my other garden ;)
About Me
- Irma
- I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
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